People crowded outside the pavilion, and several clumps of wild plum blossoms had been trampled into a sorry state.
More people were hurrying over, and Chessboard Mountain was in some disarray.
He Zhan had already left the stream and arrived in front of the pavilion.
Se Se had followed at his side the whole time. She asked curiously, "Aren't you going to play?"
He Zhan shook his head. "No."
At a time like this, watching a game was naturally more important than playing one.
Se Se asked with concern, "Aren't you afraid of being disqualified?"
"The law doesn't punish the masses."
He Zhan pointed at the two people in the pavilion. "With those two pulling something like this, who's still in the mood to play?"
This was the most eagerly anticipated match at the Plum Gathering.
People had thought this match would happen several days later, or perhaps never happen at all.
Who could have known that, at a moment no one had expected, the match would begin just like that?
It was like a story that had barely begun before suddenly reaching its climax. It was simply too thrilling.
The Daoist cultivators who had come to watch the Chess Battle packed the area around the pavilion so tightly that not a drop of water could have passed through, all in the shortest possible time.
The competitors taking part in the Chess Battle could no longer contain themselves either.
Shang Jiulou was the first to leave his pavilion, closely followed by Gu Yuanyuan and Que Niang. Then more and more competitors emerged from their pavilions.
Even the games that had already begun came to a halt.
On all of Chessboard Mountain, there was now only one game.
After listening to his subordinate's report, Duke He said